That girl is a night breed, a machine
She owns the floor like a disco queen
Her body a weapon; she throws me down
The crowd steps aside just her and me now
She's got rhythmic motion
She's lost control
We're behind the venue, the crowd inside
She presses my buttons with all her might
She's tearing my lips off
I can't believe what she is doing right in front of me
All this metal swings
And she makes me feel
She makes me feel
She makes me feel alive
That girl is a night breed, a machine
She's tearing my clothes off
She's lost control
She's lost control
She's lost control
She's lost control
She's lost control
